HEARTS ON SLEEVES
(The Experience Remastered)
Intro
(Warm piano. Steady pulse.)
We didn’t learn to love like this.
We were born like this.
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Verse 1
We’re the ones who feel it all,
Every crack in every wall.
We don’t do it halfway —
Never knew how.
We love with everything we have,
Whole heart, not half.
And when it breaks us open,
We love more somehow.
They called us too much.
Too soft.
Too wide for this world.
But we keep showing up —
Hearts on sleeves
Every single time.
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Pre-Chorus
They said close it down.
They said guard the door.
They said loving like that
Only hurts you more.
And they were right —
And we did it anyway.
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Chorus
Hearts on sleeves,
Still beating after everything.
Hearts on sleeves,
Still open after all the breaking.
We didn’t survive to close.
We survived to feel more deeply.
Hearts on sleeves —
That’s not our wound.
That’s our wings.
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Verse 2
We’ve known the kind of hurt
That builds walls.
We chose windows.
We’ve known the kind of dark
That swallows light.
We stayed lit.
Something in us refused the lesson.
Something in us said no.
I will not become
What was done to me.
I will not close
Because I was broken.
I will love
Because that is who I am.
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Pre-Chorus
Every scar still there.
Every fracture shows.
But the light through them
Is how the whole world knows.
We made it.
And we’re still open.
We made it.
And we love more.
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Chorus
Hearts on sleeves,
Still beating after everything.
Hearts on sleeves,
Still open after all the breaking.
We didn’t close.
We didn’t harden.
We didn’t become what hurt us.
Hearts on sleeves —
Cracked and blazing.
That’s not our wound.
That’s our wings.
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Bridge
(Strip back. Just piano and voice.)
They called you naive.
You kept loving.
They called you foolish.
You kept loving.
They said you were too much.
You kept loving.
You survived.
And you still love.
Do you understand
How rare that is?
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Final Chorus
(Full swell. Harmonies.)
Hearts on sleeves,
Still beating after everything.
Hearts on sleeves,
Still open after all the breaking.
We didn’t survive to close.
We survived to feel more deeply.
Hearts on sleeves —
That’s not our wound.
That’s our wings.
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Outro
Still here.
Still loving.
Still open.
After everything.
Still.